“Mom! My toenails do not have fungus. I don’t need them to trim them,” 프레드 screamed. A tall man greeted them. “Today we’re doing the regular,” Janet, Fred’s mom announced in her high pitched voice. “No we aren’t! No, no, no!” 프레드 screeched. He picked up hair spray from the big shelf as soon as his mom left. “Don’t make me use it!” threatened Fred. “Would 당신 like a cookie, 또는 some lemonade?” The tall man asked. 프레드 grabbed for the 쿠키 from where he was. The trey slid and burst on the ground. 프레드 reached down and got a cookie. “Owwie! I’m gonna sue 당신 all,” 프레드 yelled showing the bloody finger. The man squeezed the glass out and sighed; “Time to go,” 프레드 clawed his nails into the 표, 테이블 and said, “You can’t make me!” The man dragged 프레드 away, leaving wood in Fred’s nails
     프레드 was tied up to a small chair so he wouldn’t leave. The man took out a nail clipper and 프레드 pouted, “Why? I hate you. I’m not going to let you,” Every time the person snipped a little bit off of his nails, 프레드 would scream, and throw a fit. The man had noticed the large amount of fungus. He let him out of the chair, and that was all it took. 프레드 went insane. He knocked all the perfume off the shelves, 스톨, 훔친 all the cookies, spilt 레몬 에이드, 레모네이드 all over the computers, sprayed all of the hair spray out, dumped all of the shampoo, cut the customers hair all off, and broke all of the windows. “Now man! Get me my mommy! No 더 많이 cutting!” 프레드 screamed after all of this.
    The man sighed. 프레드 yelled, “You listen to me! I am 프레드 Figglehorn and 당신 don’t want to see me have a fit!” The man screamed back, “I already did!” 프레드 ran over and knocked him over. He bit his right arm, and punched his face. “No 당신 haven’t! Get my mommy! Now man!” 프레드 demanded. The man picked up his cell phone. He dialed 911. “There is a whacko kid in my salon! He is abusing my customers, breaking my property, and using my products without paying. Yes we are at Thacker’s Salon. Bring the police, social services, and whoever 당신 can,” 프레드 relaxed. He had been to the therapist’s office before. It was fun. He had nothing to worry about. He smiled an evil grin. Messing up people’s businesses was fun. And afterward, 당신 got to go to a therapist and mess up their job. “Man! I get what I want. Get me my mommy! Hurry!” 프레드 roared.
    His mom came and sighed, “Another wrecked business?” The man replied, “This one costs four thousand. Not including the products 또는 people,” Janet sneered, “Fred! Now I’ve got to go to rehab again! And you’ve got to go to your therapist! Bad, bad, bad, bad!” 프레드 went to go see his therapist Sarah.